Hometown Glory

And so another Heritage Day is almost upon us. At first, I found myself a little stumped at what to write, but I figured when it comes to matters of the heart, it’s always best to speak directly from it. So, I made a cake and wrote this poem. An Ode to the Motherland Oh,…

The (un)expected

“Expect the unexpected.” Whether it’s getting dumped, receiving speeding fines in the post (ahem, Ryan) or that elusive promotion, it’s always best to remain poised for the unpredictable. This is not only because it helps you save face when something does happen, it’s also because (NEWSFLASH) there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it… Such…

Of Birthdays and Booty Pops…

Last week Tuesday saw me celebrating another birthday and although I only turned a (relatively) tender 24, I still felt somewhat antiquated… (Bitches be old). Birthdays are a weird breed of animal for me. For starters, I always seem to look forward to them with reckless abandon. Counting down the months, weeks, days and even…

Of Dates, Dongas and Dung Beetles…

So I guess you could say that things got a little wild two weekends ago… With a spontaneous trip to Phinda that sprang up out of nowhere like a blind pimple on the eve of your first date (ahhhh, the trials and tribulations of puberty), Ryan and I set off on a long-overdue getaway. Having…

Some Bunny Loves You…

Let it be known that in spite of what anyone may say, you’re NEVER too old for an Easter egg hunt. Ever since I can remember, each and every year I’d wait in anticipation for supermarkets to begin stacking their shelves with copious amounts of Easter goodies. Flash forward 23 years, and I’m still ridiculously…

The Luck of the (not-so)Irish

Luck. It’s an interesting notion. We can’t see it, but we can see the product of it. We can’t unleash it at whim, but we can enjoy it when it hits us. Some claim they have it, others say they’ve never known it, but I say we make our own. What do I mean? Well,…

Of Java and Juju…

Mornings, they’re a helluva thing. With them come a mixed bag of emotions. For some, there’s the excitement of a new day and what’s to come, or the separation anxiety of having to get out of bed. Others are fighting the good fight and the disbelief that it’s already morning and in extreme cases, some…

A Christmas Carol (the remix)

‘Twas the night before Christmas As all of you know. A time to be merry And let go of woe. I sat and I pondered Of what I could make. To bring you good cheer And inspiration to bake. A thing so delicious And more-ish you see, To leave for old Santa Right under your…

Pear-Shaped

To put it plainly, Durban has been hot. How hot? Well, hotter than a GHD that’s been left on all night long, hotter than the tempers of the “boets” on Matric Rage (who definitely haven’t been juicing, by the way) and hotter than Satan’s, um… I’m sure you get the picture. For those of you…

A lovely bunch of Coconuts

And just like that it was Movember. In case you’ve been living under a rock for the past couple of years, that wasn’t a typo. But for those that haven’t the foggiest clue what I’m going on about, here’s a brief history lesson: The movement that is Movember first began one night in 1999 when…

Zombie

Ever had that feeling when you think you’ve reached the end of a test only to see that the page is in fact double-sided and there’s still more to do? Well, that’s how I felt when I realized I hadn’t planned a post for Halloween (shame on me). So when my friend Michelle reminded me…

Easy, White Chocolate

Yesterday I found my first grey hair. At the tender age of 23. My initial thoughts we as follows: 1) It HAS to be the lighting. 2) I’m way overdue for an eye test. And 3) “Quit playing games with my heart.” I’m simply FAR too youthful (and radiant). And yes.. that was the Backstreet Boys…